Chapter 42: Black clouds are overpowering, and the rainstorm is coming (ask for follow-up)
In the early hours of the morning, Seoul was bustling and silent.
A silver Hyundai sedan was speeding on Xinpanpu Road, and the co-pilot Lin Miaoxi had simply finished making up, and then took out a pair of black silk from his bag.
"Sister-in-law, bring this with you too." The car window was half open, and when it was blown by the wind, Xu Jingxian's heart was much less irritable, and he was even in the mood to marvel at it.
"What kind of eyes do you have?" Lin Miaoxi glanced at him fiercely, and while sorting out the stockings, he explained lightly: "We will go anywhere in order to grab the news firsthand, and the stockings are easy to hang in some places to draw, of course, you have to bring a pair of spare." β
Maintaining a good image is more important than anything else.
"Wear it on the big night?" Xu Jingxian asked again.
Show it to the ghosts.
"Stop talking nonsense, turn your head away and don't look at it." Lin Miaoxi glared at him and didn't explain more to him.
She lifted a jade foot, slowly put the stockings on the white and tender toes, and as the hand slowly lifted up, the stockings were close to the skin and wrapped the entire calf, she saw that Xu Jingxian was still looking, and said ashamedly: "You turn around, I came out in too much hurry, and I didn't wear it inside." β
If you continue to lift it up, the skirt will be lifted.
"Vacuum-packed." Xu Jingxian glanced at her carefully, and the strange scenery of the strange mountains was faintly visible under the thin blue dress, and he casually threw the coat next to him to his sister-in-law: "Put it on when you get out of the car." β
Some landscapes are enough for him to see alone.
"Thank you." The sister-in-law said with a crimson face.
Seeing that Xu Jingxian really didn't look at himself anymore, he continued to bow his head and put on his socks, and then put on his high heels and Xu Jingxian's coat and buttoned them.
After dressing up, the whole person returned to the capable temperament of a female reporter, dignified and gentle, but no one knew that this beautiful female reporter was unprecedentedly unprecedented.
"Sister-in-law, are you cold?" Xu Jingxian asked.
Lin Miaoxi's good impression of him that had just risen was blown away by the wind, and he glared with a red face: "Shut up!" OKοΌ β
βOKγβ Xu Jingxian felt that she was cold.
Groundless.
Then the atmosphere in the car was strange, neither of them spoke, and they were silent all the way until they approached the detention center.
The car stopped far away.
Because the outside of the detention center was crowded with reporters, who were emotionally and loudly questioning the police, they formed a confrontation with a team of police officers responsible for maintaining order.
"Is Prosecutor Park An-ryong really dead?"
"Is there really a violent interrogation by the police, was it instructed by the Public Prosecutor's Office, please answer......
In the car, Xu Jingxian's face was gloomy as water.
Seeing this, the sister-in-law was also disgraced: "How can there be so many reporters, how do they know." β
She thought she was holding first-hand information and could report a scoop, but she didn't expect her to come the latest.
Damn (βΌγΈβΌγ‘)!!
I really can't catch up with the heat when I eat.
"How else can you know, there must be someone deliberately putting the news." Xu Jingxian said in a cold voice, picked up his mobile phone and called Jiang Zhendong: "I'm outside the main gate of the detention center, there are too many people, come and pick me up." β
He could already smell the sinister scent.
Not sister-in-law's.
It's someone else's, someone is targeting the prosecution.
Or against him.
He had to call someone to escort him first, otherwise he would be surrounded by these gangsters and unable to get out of the car as soon as he got out of the car.
"Okay prosecutor, please wait."
After about five or six minutes, Jiang Zhendong came out with a group of policemen and walked towards Xu Jingxian's car.
Seeing this, the reporters immediately knew that there was someone in the car who could talk, and hurriedly swarmed around.
"Stand back! Stand back all! β
Uniformed police officers armed with batons and shields shielded Mr. Xu's car and shouted at approaching reporters.
Xu Jingxian pushed the car door.
As soon as he got out of the car, he was almost dazzled by the flashing lights one after another, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block it.
"It's Prosecutor Xu Jingxian!"
"Prosecutor Xu, may I ask ......?"
Recognizing Xu Jingxian, the reporters were even more excited, squeezed forward frantically, and stuffed the microphone into Xu Jingxian's mouth.
"I'm sorry, I just got the news, and I don't know the situation yet, so please let me go, and wait for the official notice from the prosecution." Xu Jingxian's face was expressionless, and after saying a few words in a perfunctory tone, he stopped talking.
"Prosecutor Xu! Say a few more words! β
"Prosecutor Xu! Prosecutor ......"
Lin Miaoxi originally wanted to follow in, but thought that this would have a bad impact on Xu Jingxian, so he stayed outside and helped him inquire about the relevant news by the way.
After entering the detention center and leaving the group of reporters outside, Xu Jingxian asked, "What the hell is going on?" β
"It was hanged with a shoelace, and when the police patrolled and found that people were already cold." Jiang Zhendong spoke quickly.
Xu Jingxian's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters: "Who has he seen recently, and what about the reporters outside." β
Park Anlong is not like a person who can commit suicide, and there is no need to commit suicide, after all, in a broken place like South Korea, as long as there is money and there are people on it, the sentence can be reduced if he commits a crime.
So he must have committed suicide under the influence of external forces.
"His ex-wife came with their children the day before yesterday, and his current wife came yesterday, and he hasn't seen anyone else." Kang Jin-dong paused, glanced at Xu Jingxian before continuing: "But those reporters don't know where to get the fake news, saying that Park An-ryong couldn't stand the prosecutor's coerced confession and committed suicide. β
"Assi." Heo Kyung-hyun scolded in a low voice that he had two teeth knocked out on the day Park An-ryong was captured.
Now that the prosecution has been accused of violently interrogating and forcing a felony to death, journalists and the public will surely have a preconceived notion that his teeth were knocked out by torture.
And he still has his own wounds......
If nothing else, wait until dawn.
There will definitely be people who will ask for an autopsy with a rhythm.
Xu Jingxian's brain was spinning rapidly.
If this matter cannot be properly resolved, in order to calm the public anger and protect its own image, the prosecutor will definitely be thrown out by the big men to shoulder all the responsibility.
After all, he is the person in charge of the case, and his position is not high, but his reputation has not been low recently, and in all respects, he is very suitable to be a backstabbing object.
Maybe they won't be so ruthless, and they will negotiate terms with him and give him some benefits to take the initiative to stand up.
But Xu Jingxian didn't want to stand up!
If he catches the mastermind behind the scenes, even if it is the king of heaven, he will have to send him to see the king of Hades, otherwise it will be difficult to calm the anger in his heart and he will not be able to swallow this breath.
"Did you notify anyone else?" Xu Jingxian forcibly suppressed his anger, anger will not solve anything, it will only make people lose their minds and make wrong judgments.
Jiang Zhendong hurriedly replied: "After I received the news, I only notified the prosecutor as soon as possible. β
He is not stupid, as a member of the deeply involved in this case, if even Xu Jingxian is finished, he will not end well, and the two are tied together.
Xu Jingxian nodded.
While the two were talking, they had already arrived at the cell where Park An-ryong was being held, and the body remained untouched.
It's a bit less rigorous to say that it's hanged.
Half-hanging, half-strangled.
Park An-ryong tied his shoelaces to the railing at the top of the iron gate, and then hung his neck on it to strangle himself, at this time the body leaned forward, his eyes burst out, and the crotch of his pants emitted a foul smell.
"Immediately ask his ex-wife to cooperate with the investigation." Xu Jingxian looked at it for a while, dropped a sentence and walked out.
Jiang Zhendong hurriedly followed: "Yes." β
"The body is in the cold storage of the police station, and it should not be sent for examination anyway." Xu Jingxian originally wanted to say that Park An-ryong was being held in a double room, and that his teeth and body injuries were knocked out by people in the same prison.
Then arrange for someone to come forward and admit it.
But if you think about it carefully, there are too many loopholes in this way, and it is easy to give people a handle, in this case, it is better to die first and not perform an autopsy, and use procrastination to delay it for a few days.
Variables are dragged out.
Jiang Zhendong asked, "Prosecutor, what about you?" β
"Is there a back door to this? I'm going to see Sun Yanzhu. β
If you want to drag it out and not do an autopsy, this requires Sun Yan's pearl to cooperate, and at the same time, she is still a person Park Anlong met before she died, no matter what, she should be questioned.
"There's a back door, prosecutor, go this way."
Xu Jingxian was a little stunned, his dignified prosecutor was forced by a group of reporters to go through the back door in embarrassment.
Diao Min! It's all a bunch of people!